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“Holy fuck,” I called out as he took several more hard thrusts and my vision became an explosion of white bursts. I couldn’t see even if I opened my eyes. “I can’t see anything!” I panted.

“Whose pussy is this?” he growled.

“Yours. Fucking yours, Jackal.”

With another few pumps and a grunt, he pressed inside hard before he loosened his grip and slowly lowered over me. My vision was still fuzzy as his lips met mine and his tongue plunged into my mouth.

My arms wrapped around his hard body, and I whimpered as his cock slipped out of me. As if he could read my mind, he reached down and shoved two fingers inside, still kissing me deep and hard.

My hips didn’t move as the fullness was enough, for now. Still, he pumped them at a slow, steady pace as if he was keeping the engine warm for later. All of my senses were on overdrive but my body was completely relaxed.

He slowed the kiss, but then began moving his mouth down my neck, lightly suckling before making his way back to my breasts. He lazily lapped at one nipple, sending sparks of electricity to my clit before moving to the other.

“My God, you’re good at this,” I said breathily.

Taking my nipple gently between his teeth, he nibbled, sendinga tremor down my body. I wasn’t sure I would even be able to come again, but as I lay there while this sexy as hell man paid attention to every inch of my body, a new wave of heat filled my core.

He worked his way back down, still using his hands, but then added his mouth, sucking my clit before rolling his tongue over the hardened nub.

I let out a deep, loud moan. “That is so good. Fucking hell.”

“You taste like mine,” he said. “I’ll eat this pussy anytime you want me to, Lil Bird.” Then he went back to his work.

It was steady and slow, like he was having dessert and savoring each bite. My hands went to my nipples, gripping them between my fingers and thumbs.

Peeking down, I could see he was watching me. He pulled back long enough to say, “Fuck yeah, play with my tits.”

I pinched and twisted as he watched me, and I watched him eat me in earnest. As the pressure of his tongue picked up, the pressure in my channel built as well.

He pressed another finger in as he sucked at my clit, and that’s what threw me over the edge a third time. But the only sounds I could muster were light mewls and pants. My pussy clamped around his fingers over and over. When the waves finally stopped, he gave another hard suck to my clit, and I tried to move.

But he sucked again. Trying to push his head away but not having any strength, I said, “Jackal, no more.”

With one more suck and a quiet grunt from me, he crawled back over me and gently opened my eyes with his fingers. “That’s enough. But don’t forget who’s in control. And don’t forget you’re mine.”

“Shut up and kiss me,” I pouted.

Emotions swirled within me. Now that I was out of orgasms, my senses were starting to return. I was still reeling fromthe physicality of everything, but confused about what just happened.

Did I just agree to behis?His what?

Chapter 22

Jackal

My little bird passed out on me. I lay with her for a while, but once her soft snoring that was more like kitten purrs filled the room, I snuck into the bathroom to have a quick shower. I’d have to be ready to head out in a while and I made sure she was worn out.

We didn’t talk much, but I got her to say what I wanted. The real test would be holding her to it. I knew what I was doing, but she was a strong enough woman that she wouldn’t have agreed if she didn’t feel that way. She was just too stubborn for her own good. Too strong. She needed someone to take the reins; someone to be in charge so she could let go and stop being so strong and in charge all the time.

I was wrapping up in the bathroom when a light knock came on the door. I pulled it open and smiled at my disheveled little bird. “Did I wake you?” I asked, pulling her close.

She was wrapped up in the sheet and her hair was all over the place. Her mouth opened into a silent yawn. “No. I guess I just needed a power nap. But I also need to pee. You’re gonna give me a UTI.”

Kissing her forehead, I moved past her. “By all means, handle your business.”

I pulled the door closed and grabbed some fresh underwear, socks, jeans, and t-shirt. The steam from the shower and just existing in Georgia meant it took ten minutes to fully dry off from a shower, so I pulled the towel from my waist and worked to dry off before getting dressed.

“So nice.”

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